Psalms 22:9-14

⁹(22:10) Yea, thou art he that took me from the womb: thou hast been my trust when I hung on my mother's breasts.

¹⁰(22:11) Upon thee was I cast from my birth: from my mother's womb art thou my God.

¹¹(22:12) Oh be not far from me now; for distress is near; for there is none to help.

¹²(22:13) Many steers have encompassed me: the strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.

¹³(22:14) They have opened wide against me their mouth, as a ravenous and roaring lion.

¹⁴(22:15) Like water am I poured out, and all my bones are disjointed: my heart is become like wax, it is melted in the midst of my entrails.